feet again.”
“You just wait. Soon, I’ll be walking my daughter down the aisle.” Her father jiggled the walker. “This morning, I took two steps without this thing.”
“Wow, that’s great.” Andie clasped her hands together. “This is wonderful news.”
“Parts of my leg and one foot are numb, so it’s hard for me to balance,” her father explained. “But they have this machine that supports my weight while I practice moving my legs. I look like a robot strapped into all the mechanical braces.”
“He’s practicing for hours every day. Those therapists work him hard,” Andie’s mother said, wiping her hands on her apron. “You should be proud of your dad.”
“Oh, I am.” Andie hugged her mother. Hopefully he’d be ready to walk her down the aisle soon. Knowing how her father was, he’d want to ditch the walker rather than use it in front of everyone. “I’m real proud of him and grateful to you, Mom, for taking care of everyone.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” her mother said. “How’re you feeling? How’s the baby?”
“All okay. I’m not sure I needed the bedrest. No contractions. Kick counts on target.” She kissed her mother on the cheek.
“Well, I’ll let you greet your guests.” Mother stepped back. “We were pleased as punch when your former coworkers showed up. They’ve been holed up in the basement with my pinball machine.”
“Sylvia!” Andie held her arms out for her best friend from Hollywood, Sylvia Miyamoto.
“You’re looking so awesome.” Sylvia hugged Andie. Behind her stood Leroy Chan, the King David expert who had been the scriptwriter for the show.
“I’m so surprised you all flew out here,” Andie exclaimed. “It’s only a birthday party.”
“We were in the area,” Sylvia said, bouncing on her heels.
“We wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Leroy held out his arms for a quick hug. “You’d have made an awesome, blushing Princess Michal on her wedding day to King David.”
“We never did get to shoot that scene,” Andie said, unable to help sighing. “Although I must say we set up the wedding tent so lavishly.”
“Everything was exactly the way you dictated,” Leroy said. “Down to the details of the bronze mirrors and Michal’s jeweled sandals.”
“Yep, no glass back then,” Andie said. “What are you working on now?”
Leroy snatched a glance at Sylvia, and something seemed to pass between them. Were they dating? Was there something they weren’t telling her?
“Okay, what’s up?” Andie crossed her arms and looked from one to the other.
“Nothing, nothing at all.” Sylvia seemed to be sizing up Andie, her curious eyes traversing her from head to shoulder to large bosom to pregnant belly.
“Well if it isn’t the chip off the old block,” a familiar voice said, sounding from the door.
“Ronaldo,” Cade said, holding Bret for his buddy to greet. “What a surprise.”
Ronaldo Silver had been the boss and producer for Andie and her group back in Hollywood.
“Wow, he’s getting big.” Ronaldo shook the little guy’s hand. “And what big blue eyes you have.”
Bret drooled and stuffed his other fist into his mouth. He’d been trying to pop his first tooth.
Ronaldo made a show of studying Cade’s ring finger. “No ring? Not even your Super Bowl ring?”
“Not yet. The ring ceremony’s mid-June.”
“So, I take it you’ll get your wedding ring first.” Ronaldo gave Andie a side-eyed look.
“Depends on whether she plans the wedding or not.” Cade shrugged, giving her a long suffering glance.
“Who says she has to plan the wedding?” Ronaldo fist bumped Cade. “You’ve got time in the off-season. Oh, and now that you’re the hot man of the hour, I bet there’ll be any number of wedding consultants who’d offer up their services to you for free. You’re Super Bowl MVP. You proposed on TV. What a story.”
“That’s an idea,” Sylvia said, inserting herself between Ronaldo and